Bang!
The heavy coffin was suddenly flung open, and Leoz stepped back two paces, avoiding the pouring torrent of soul energy. The almost crystalline energy surged like a tide, and anything brushed by it would be tainted by the will and spirit of the deceased, ultimately being assimilated step by step into a necromancer's flesh puppet.
Leoz had an abundance of experience in dealing with this powerful soul spirit, not only from memories of Xides but more from when he suppressed the Dominating Universe and slaughtered the Dragon Race civilization.
He turned and moved to avoid the turbulent soul current, using a small knife to cut open his left index finger and carve runes on the ground.
An eerie single eye slowly opened, accompanied by a bizarre, mocking laughter echoing in the surrounding space.
